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“I don’t know how, but I always manage to find a 164 fiddle if there is one around. In the upper hall he paused to listen. Wood, whose loss I shall ever deplore. Will you find your destiny, I wonder, or will you go through life like so many others—a wanderer, knocking ever at empty doors, homeless to the last? Oh, if one could but find the way to your heart. Three times he uttered a phrase: "A djinn in a blue-serge coat!" And each time he would follow it with a chuckle—the chuckle of a soul in damnation. They were enormously pleased with one another; they found each other beyond measure better than they had expected, if only because of the want of substance in mere expectation. It was horrible. He was manifestly exerting his mind for her, and she found herself fully disposed to justify his interest. “Let me introduce you to Caesar,” he said; and she patted Caesar’s neck, and remarked how soft his nose was, and secretly deplored the ugliness of equine teeth.
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